- •In those days, I don’t think what the boys did amongst themselves never let me go
- •It was well into October by then, but the sun was out that day and I decided I could just about make out I’d gone strolling aimlessly down there and happened to come across Tommy.
- •Very nice there.”
- •I did, though, talk to Tommy about it a couple of years later.
- •I was holding something called Twenty Classic Dance Tunes.
- •I think in the end we must have absorbed quite a lot of information, because I remember, around that age, a marked
- •It wasn’t such a bad gash, and though he was sent to Crow Face to have it seen to, he was back almost straight away kazuo ishiguro
- •I could hear Tommy complaining that Crow Face hadn’t warned him of anything of that sort, but Christopher shrugged and said: “She thought you knew, of course. Everyone knows.” never let me go
- •I realise this may sound like I was getting obsessive, but I remember I also spent a lot of time re-reading passages from kazuo ishiguro
- •I shrugged, as though to say: “So what?” And that’s all there was to it. But afterwards I found myself thinking a lot about it.
- •I waited but Tommy gave no response, and again I felt something like panic coming over me. I leaned forward and said:
- •I never got to assess what kind of impact my talk with Tommy had had, because it was the very next day the news broke. It was midway through the morning and we’d been in kazuo ishiguro
- •It wasn’t obvious, but the longer we kept looking, the more it seemed he had something. The woman was around fifty, and had kept her figure pretty well. Her hair was darker than Ruth’s—
- •I laughed and punched his arm. He looked puzzled so I said:
- •Imaginary animals? What’s up with you?” But I didn’t. I just looked at him cautiously and kept saying: “That sounds really good, Tommy.”
- •I’d come down the path in a dreamy mood, reading off names on the stones, when I saw not only Ruth, but Tommy, on the bench under the willow.
- •It was just the way she said it, suddenly so false even an onlooker, if there’d been one, would have seen through it. I sighed with irritation and said:
- •I shrugged. “I’ve thought about it. But I’m not sure it’s such a great idea.”
- •In front of us there was open marshland as far as we could see.
- •I know it’s not supposed to work that way, but I reckon that’s what it was. Didn’t mind really. I’m a pretty good donor, but I was a lousy carer.”
- •I was so thrown by this, all I could find to say was a rather limp: “Forgive you for what?”
- •I was leaning on the steering wheel, so couldn’t see Tommy at all. He made a kind of puzzled humming sound, but didn’t say anything.
- •I’d stopped sobbing by now and started the engine. “That’s enough of all this,” I said. “We’ve got to get Tommy back. Then we need to be getting back ourselves.”
- •It was never far from Ruth’s mind, and that’s why, that very last time I saw her, even though she wasn’t able to speak, I knew what it was she wanted to say to me.
- •I stayed beside her like that for as long as they let me, three hours, maybe longer. And as I say, for almost all of that time, she never let me go
- •It had been an unusually busy period for
- •It’s just a bit of countryside.”
- •If she’d asked this in a certain way, like the whole idea was completely crazy, then I’m sure I’d have felt pretty devastated.
- •I didn’t know what to say, so just replied: “No, no.”
- •I thought she was going to leave it at that, so I asked: “Miss Emily, if it’s all right, we’d like to know about it, about what happened with Miss Lucy.”
- •In many ways we fooled you. I suppose you could even call it that.
- •I don’t know what made me say it. Maybe it was because I knew the visit would have to finish pretty soon; maybe I was getting curious to know how exactly Miss Emily and Madame felt never let me go
- •I’ve heard it once or twice since then. On the radio, on the television. And it’s taken me back to that little girl, dancing by herself.”
- •I’d spoken to Madame, but I could sense Tommy shifting next to me, and was aware of the texture of his clothes, of everything about him. Then Madame said:
- •In the few seconds after he said this, I realised I wasn’t surprised by it at all; that in some funny way I’d been waiting for it. But I was angry all the same and didn’t say anything.
- •It’s a shame, Kath, because we’ve loved each other all our lives.
- •I remember the few weeks that came after that—the last few weeks before the new carer took over—as being never let me go
I was so thrown by this, all I could find to say was a rather limp: “Forgive you for what?”
“Forgive me for what? Well, for starters, there’s the way I always lied to you about your urges. When you used to tell me, back then, how sometimes it got so you wanted to do it with virtually anyone.”
Tommy shifted again behind us, but Ruth was leaning forward now, looking straight at me, like for the moment Tommy wasn’t with us in the car at all.
“I knew how it worried you,” she said. “I should have told you. I should have said how it was the same for me too, just the way you described it. You realise all of this now, I know. But you KAZUO ISHIGURO
didn’t back then, and I should have said. I should have told you how even though I was with Tommy, I couldn’t resist doing it with other people sometimes. At least three others when we were at the Cottages.”
She said this still without looking Tommy’s way. But it wasn’t so much like she was ignoring him, than that she was trying so intensely to get through to me everything else had been blurred out.
“I almost did tell you a few times,” she went on. “But I didn’t. Even then, at the time, I realised you’d look back one day and realise and blame me for it. But I still didn’t say anything to you. There’s no reason you should ever forgive me for that, but I want to ask now because . . .” She stopped suddenly.
“Because what?” I asked.
She laughed and said: “Because nothing. I’d like you to forgive me, but I don’t expect you to. Anyway, that’s not the half of it, not even a small bit of it, actually. The main thing is, I kept you and Tommy apart.” Her voice had dropped again, almost to a whisper. “That was the worst thing I did.” She turned a little, taking Tommy in her gaze for the first time. Then almost immediately, she was looking just at me again, but now it was like she was talking to the both of us.
NEVER LET ME GO
“That was the worst thing I did,” she said again. “I’m not even asking you to forgive me about that. God, I’ve said all this in my head so many times, I can’t believe I’m really doing it. It should have been you two. I’m not pretending I didn’t always see that. Of course I did, as far back as I can remember. But I kept you apart. I’m not asking you to forgive me for that. That’s not what I’m after just now. What I want is for you to put it right. Put right what I messed up for you.”
“How d’you mean, Ruth?” Tommy asked. “How d’you mean, put it right?” His voice was gentle, full of child-like curiosity, and I think that was what started me sobbing.
“Kathy, listen,” Ruth said. “You and Tommy, you’ve got to try and get a deferral. If it’s you two, there’s got to be a chance. A real chance.”
She’d reached out a hand and put it on my shoulder, but I shook her off roughly and glared at her through the tears.
“It’s too late for that. Way too late.”
“It’s not too late. Kathy, listen, it’s not too late. Okay, so Tommy’s done two donations. Who says that has to make any difference?”
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“It’s too late for all that now.” I’d started to sob again. “It’s stupid even thinking about it. As stupid as wanting to work in that office up there. We’re all way beyond that now.” Ruth was shaking her head. “It’s not too late. Tommy, you tell her.”